Shanghai Embroidery Lady

Chapter 16 Marigold Jade Terrace
In the evening, the tailor shop closed, and Ye Zijin cleaned the shop and went home.

When passing by a western shoe store, I saw several pairs of beautiful high heels on the booth in the window, the styles were similar to those worn by He Manling today.

Ye Zijin has never worn high heels before, and she doesn't know how it feels to wear them. They look much simpler than flowerpot shoes.

I still remember the first time I wore flower pot shoes. She fell down before taking two steps after wearing them, and was ridiculed by her sisters. Later, she practiced secretly and slowly learned to control these shoes.Flowerpot shoes paired with cheongsam and high heels with cheongsam have the same effect, that is to torture women's feet...

She didn't really want to buy either, but sometimes she was a little envious when she saw the women on the street wearing cheongsams and high heels walking gracefully.Women always yearn for beautiful things.

Ye Zijin looked at the glass of the window for a while, and she immediately fell in love with the pair of white high heels with round toes and thick heels.She couldn't help raising her feet to compare with those shoes, imagining what it would be like to put on those high heels through the glass.

"Beep" two car horns blew, Ye Zijin was startled, turned around quickly, and swayed under her feet.

Meng Haoxiang got out of the car and walked straight towards her.

"Hello, I'm Meng Haoxiang. I haven't had time to thank you for what happened last time." Meng Haoxiang took off his hat and held it in front of his chest.

Ye Zijin calmed down from the panic, and said cautiously, "Boss Meng, you're being polite... You also saved me that day, so it's even..."

She was beating drums in her heart, how could a big man like Meng Haoxiang remember her as a little tailor, and probably still hated her for running away that day...

Meng Haoxiang smiled and said, "It shouldn't be even, I still owe you a pot of flowers."

Ye Zijin thought of the pot of narcissus that died in the hail of bullets, swallowed, and quickly shook his head, "No need, no need... It's just a pot of narcissus, Boss Meng doesn't need to pay for it..."

In fact, she wanted Meng Haoxiang to let her go as soon as possible. If he provoked the boss of the gang, the chances of committing suicide would be very high. Maybe it would be like that pot of narcissus that would be wiped out in minutes.

Seeing that her fingers were trembling slightly, Meng Haoxiang said in a slower tone: "I, Meng Haoxiang, never like to owe others. This is just on the way to the flower market. If you pick the flowers, I will take you home." Then he turned and walked to the car, and replaced Ye Zi. Jin opened the rear door.

Ye Zijin wanted to cry but had no tears. If she didn't get in the car, she might die faster. Meng Haoxiang's frown made her terrified.After weighing for a few seconds, Ye Zijin decided to follow him into the car.

The tailor's shop is not far from the flower market on Haichang Road, but Ye Zijin now feels that it is farther than Putuo District to Xuhui District.She was sitting in the car and the seconds felt like years. It was the first time she took a car and felt that the speed was not as fast as her feet.If she could get out of the car and run to the flower market at this moment, she would definitely run faster than a rabbit. This is a matter of life and death...

Finally arrived at the flower market, there were not many vendors selling flowers, there were only a few bunks here and there, and the ground was covered with cut branches and leaves.

Meng Haoxiang took her to a bunk where the flowers were fairly fresh and complete, and the flower seller was a middle-aged fat man.

"My lord, what kind of flowers are you buying? The little girl is so beautiful, I will send you a bouquet of red roses." The middle-aged man smiled happily, and when he saw Meng Haoxiang, he knew he was a big customer.

Ye Zijin's face turned red, how dare she be the eldest brother's woman...

"Is there any narcissus?" Meng Haoxiang didn't pay attention to what the fat man said just now.

The fat man was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, do you want the Marigold Jade Terrace or the Yu Linglong?"

"Put them all out to see." Meng Haoxiang said expressionlessly.

Ye Zijin guessed that Meng Haoxiang actually didn't understand the types of narcissus that the flower vendor was talking about, but he just pretended to be an expert when he spoke.

The fat man put several pots of narcissus in a row in front of him, and said with a smile on his face, "My lord, take your time to pick."

Meng Haoxiang suddenly turned his head and said to Ye Zi: "Go and pick."

"Oh..." Ye Zijin nodded, leaned over to look at these different types of narcissus, and finally picked out the one that was most similar in size and shape to that day. Buy a more expensive one to compensate her, even if he is rich.

"How much?" Meng Haoxiang was about to pay.

"Two oceans." The fat man said with a chuckle, "This girl really has vision. This pot of marigold is a special product in Zhangzhou, and it is very fragrant!"

"Why is it so expensive? The last time I came to buy a marigold jade table, it only cost 38 Xiaoyang." Ye Zijin blurted out, she hated this kind of street vendor who sees people ordering dishes, and for a moment she forgot that Meng Haoxiang was still by her side.

The fat man was taken aback for a moment, then smiled awkwardly, and said, "Then girl, what you bought is definitely not a marigold table, 38 small oceans are not enough to buy this flower pot."

After buying narcissus for so many years, how could Ye Zijin not recognize her? She took a closer look at the pot of narcissus, and immediately argued: "The crown of the marigold is green with white, the calyx is yellow, the flower has six petals, and there is a golden circle in the middle. The corolla is shaped like a cup, so it is called the Marigold Jade Terrace. If the circle in the middle is white, with more flowers and thinner leaves, it is called the Yinzhan Yutai. Your pot is obviously a silver cup, but you actually want to charge gold The price of the cup is clearly deceitful."

When the fat man saw that Ye Zijin was a connoisseur of narcissus, he was at a loss for words for a moment, and then his smile turned into anger, and he said fiercely, "If you think it's too expensive, get the hell out of here! Sir, I'm going to close the stall!"

A chill flashed across Meng Haoxiang's eyes when he heard this, and Ye Zijin's heart also became tense.

(End of this chapter)